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ok - ​yuke lyrics

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[verse 1]
ho, i got what you want, ayy
i got money and the drugs, i can’t get no love, ayy
i can’t give no love to a nat, now they swag, ayy
b*tch, you really broke down if you think i give a f*ck, ayy
n*ggas can’t compete with me ’cause n*ggas really suck, ayy
i pull up with ten n*ggas, we hop up out that cut, ayy
put the bl!ck up to his skull and turn his brain to mush, ayy
worry ’bout yourself and chase a check, that’s a must, ayy
ho, i’m worried ’bout the cash, tryna grab it, huh
b*tch, i walk up in the spot lookin’ lavish, huh
model ho on me wanna let me clap it
she treat me like a blunt, so i’m ashin’
only makin’ withdraws, i get to cashin’
if i’m juggin’, then i’m juggin’ ’til i’m blackin’
boy, you cappin’, you don’t get out the backend
i just dropped another song and lil’ yuke just keep spazzin’
lil’ yuke just might crash the whip
lil’ yuke just might crack your b*tch
i might go and slide on your sh*t
i might go and slide on your twin
i might swallow through a [?], and a f*ckin’ band
p*ssy n*gga, we know that you can’t even show a band
yeah, huh, it’s okay, though, huh
you a broke n*gga in this trap, ayy, oh, huh
[bridge]
it’s okay, though, not really
it’s okay, though, huh
it’s okay, though, huh
it’s okay, though

[verse 2]
bad b*tch say she love me, now i’m stackin’ up my pesos
take a flight to new york, find me a city [?] these lame hoes
smokin’ on this ‘za, then roll this ‘wood up when i say so
vvs my wrist, balenci’ swerved just like a [?]
stay low, locked up in the crib, i’m goin’ insane, b*tch
pass her to my brother, yeah, we f*ckin’ on the same b*tch
don’t know what that p*ssy said, i do not speak that language
srt, we in that k, we be on that lane switch
ho don’t understand what i’m tryna tell her
i don’t want your ho no more, i think it’s for the better
i’m knowin’ that you smell like me and you rock my chrome hearts sweater
b*tch, i’m too geeked for this sh*t, i don’t need your love
i’m not tryna f*ck, i’m just tryna get money from your plug
spark your back, three*five, get that sh*t inside my lungs
got no time for kissin’, b*tch, i got time for the funds

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